"Hey, you necromancer, get out now!" A voice echoed from outside the den, the sudden sound interrupting Bel's mana ring formation.
"Cough!" Blood dripped from the side of her lips as she lost focus, the mana in her heart going haywire.
"Bel... Are you okay?" Seraphina worriedly inquired as she observed the whole process through the communication orb. "Grandpa!" She called out as Bel gripped her heart, a pained expression on her face.
"Calm down...." Rohan's voice sounded in Seraphina's head.
In the projection, despite the pain evident on Bel's face, she continued to chant, the mana in her heart once again spiraling as it started to circle her mana heart.
...
"If you won't come out, then I guess we will come in!" The voice outside thundered once again, followed by numerous footsteps approaching the Alpha's den.
In response, the alpha and Omega quickly melted into the shadows, awoken by the presence of the intruders.